This fic is in fact a place where I elected to dump my FMA drabbles. They were all written the fma_fic_constest community on Livejournal. I even won the occasional banner, which is always a nice ego stroke.
BRONZE (K)
Ed was woken by a very strange sensation. Something warm and raspy was rubbing against his forehead. When he opened his eyes to investigate the question, he saw what was probably fur, but it was actually close enough to his eyes to be blurry so he couldn't be certain. The two paws against his cheekbones gave a pretty good clue as to the identity of the guilty party.
"AL! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"
Al was sleeping next door and the walls were thin, so the bellowing wasn't strictly speaking necessary, but it was very satisfying. Surprised, the kitten leapt away and went to hide under the dresser.
A few seconds later, Ed's brother appeared at the door, still in his pajamas, his hair sticking up wildly.
"Brother, it's five in the morning."
"Yeah, well tell that to your damned beast. It woke me up, and I totally blame you."
"How do you know it was me?" Clearly Al wasn't quite awake. "Er, I mean, what beast?"
"Al, are you trying to tell me that it was Granny Pinako who let a kitten in?"
"… Yes?"
"Al."
"But he was all alone, and it was raining, I couldn't leave him outside!"
"Yes you could! Al, how many times do we need to have that conversation? We can't-"
"But we can! You said we couldn't have a pet because we were always travelling around and it wouldn't have a real home, but we're here now, we're not going anywhere!"
The armor had been much easier to say no to, because it hadn't been able to turn big watery eyes which implied only a monster could possibly be callous enough to upset their owner on him. Al had gotten very good at making Ed feel guilty. In this particular instance, Ed suspected him of doing it on purpose.
Al bent down and retrieved the kitten from under the dresser. From the safety of his arms, it gave an absolutely pitiful little meow, and now there were two sets of large begging bronze eyes on Ed.
And Ed, who prided himself on his pure manly badassness and utter imperviousness to all things cute and fluffy, caved in.
"Oh, alright. But if it pees on my bed I'm transmuting it into earmuffs."
Al had the biggest, brightest smile, and looked half a second away from launching himself at his brother in a display of gratefulness.
"Now take your beast and let me go back to sleep before I change my mind, you manipulative little traitor."
"Thanks, Ed."
"Yeah, yeah."